Перевод песни The Roots – It Just Don't Stop

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Dig it, this world is filled with homicides and rape
All the crimes of hate just ain't the size and shape
You can walk don't the block and get slumped or knocked
It don't stop y'all, and it just don't stop
I leaves the microphone intrigued with my practice
This rebel sticks to the system like a cactus, avoid sadness
Who knows what is concealed under the mattress
Lugers, losses and grindles when my mind's in blackness
Then I act this way, the beast unleashed
Rabbis, monks and priests always pray for peace
But it's deceased, now only lives the true real-ness
Open up the mental depths, you've entered through my palace
My thoughts contain the plus sign, plus the malice
Not equating to your Wonderland, so fuck Alice
My style is hostile on the external
But got plenty of love and warmth that's internal
This sin colonel surfaces from whispers from the lower
My now like arks and 950 years of knowing
Your arch rival, they burn a cross, I burn the Bible
Because I'm liable, to do this, when my action's crudest
But I'd rather choose to use my diction
Resurrect that blonde, blue-eyed
And put him through another crucifixion
Stay up in your jurisdiction (say what?)
My depiction is the drama
Through these eyes, I've seen the trauma
Homicides in the source that was phenomenal
When I find out who banged Muwan in his abdominal
Met with Jesus to learn to Burns not comical
At times, this thing ain't logical
I gots to walk around with my brain on cock
Cause it can't (can't) won't (won't) don't (don't) stop, dig it!
My mental's inflamed, your brains will drain
When I let the ink drip, and then pass out a pink slip
I think quick, so check my methodology
My style-agy is more antique than anthropology
Between your raw legs like it's gynecology
You and your sorry ass style needs an apology
Cause an earthquake and make you shake, you need neurology
These niggas kill me actin' like stars, fuck they astrology
Imagine, with my badge, I snatch the pageant (Ha!)
Turn your city to a smash-and-grab it Now it's time to burn the maggots, my message stronger than Elija
To back-slap that ass like your father, why bother, with any kaffir?
Lyrics I sling from my mic will cease your laughter
Mind of a bachelor to a master
What I thought that leaves you flabbergasted
Ask you what's the matter, bastard?
These types of rhythms, man, you'd rather blast it You hear the beats in jeeps over the weekend
Silence is golden and niggas get killed just for speakin'
The only beacon, is death when you're left wounded
Layin' on the ground and meet your doom quick
I done been through the deserts of hell, with Satan sittin', waitin'
Contemplatin', and trying to get me for the takin'
That's why I walk around with my brain on cock
Cause it can't (can't) won't (won't) don't (don't) stop
At times, I feel as if could pull a kamikaze
Illuminati rally in the Civic center lobby
They seeds in the world student body probably
Creatin' missiles, they got my child holdin' pistols
Knowledge and understand will make a man murder
Stand further, fuck all the swine, plus the hamburger
No hallucinant, the Lieutenant, plus Illitant
Aryan murder that's mental, credentials is I am a hell residential With fire
for the presidential, eventually, it's havoc in the temple
I terrorize the heavens, bring on the renaissance
With the sevens, and civilize the reverence
Reprimand the deacon, keepin' 'em from speakin''
Tell 'em cease the false preachin'
I step, like a shadow on the way to hot concrete
And observe, my peoples in the essence every weekend
We wonder, what the fuck is schools teachin'?
Intoxicated soldiers in chaotic times reachin'
The dynasty is sim, but we only resemble what's grim
We attack, to split your back then we extort your specimen
I put this in your system like lecithin
Then maneuver mentally from in-ternal medicine
I hold the fort down with Malik
Symbolic to the bond of word that's Islamic
The killer forces, I deposit, dealin' with logic
I keep my brain on cock, it don't stop
Bad Lieutenant, M-Ill-it-ant, feel the Fifth guerilla chant
Come through, ???